The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 171

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 171

Episode 171 Why you need friendly medical treatment (2)

‘What? ‘Are you kidding me?’

A story that touches your eardrums. I can’t believe it even when I hear it. I really never thought the day would come when such a story would come out, not in any other place, but in the oriental medicine clinic I run.

“….”

Rakiel gritted his molars without realizing it. But I didn’t rush into it. Let’s listen a little more. Let’s take a look at what the situation is. That could also be a means of evaluating new doctors.

With that in mind, I suppressed my emotions and listened. The old woman, the middle-aged man, and the young doctor-to-be over there didn’t seem to know that they were being watched.

Coincidentally, the first voice I heard was that of a doctor-to-be.

“sorry. Unfortunately, I really can’t help it. “You need to go somewhere else.”

“yes? But doctor? Please, please. “Please don’t do this.”

“But if it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work.”

“I know. Still… how could it not be?”

“I’m sorry. “I don’t think that’s possible here.”

“Doctor, please….”

The prospective doctor kept saying that something wasn’t working. The middle-aged man was begging, almost hanging on.

‘Do you two know each other?’

Rachiel frowned slightly. I wondered if a middle-aged man had come to borrow some money. If you think about it that way, it perfectly explains the stubborn attitude of that prospective doctor who refuses.

But as I continued to listen, it wasn’t true.

The reality was completely different.

“Hey Fabio? I also feel sorry for Fabio and his mother’s situation. But if it doesn’t work, it really doesn’t work. “Can dementia be cured by throwing tantrums?”

“But…”

“Think about it. This annex oriental medicine clinic looks quite large on the outside, but there are limits to the number of hospital beds it has. But are you saying that we should give up one of those limited hospital beds for Mr. Fabio’s mother, who cannot be treated?”

“No, I mean, at least take a test…”

“Didn’t you give me the diagnosis a little while ago? It’s called dementia. “I’m saying you’re senile.”

“Then at least some medicine…”

“Nothing.”

The prospective doctor said sharply.

“I’ve said this repeatedly, but there is no cure for dementia. If I had it, I would have already given it to you. “But I don’t understand what your intention is when you keep asking me to give up something I don’t have and a precious hospital bed for my mother who cannot be treated.”

“But we too…”

“Such a request is selfish.”

“…Yes?”

A middle-aged man called Mr. Fabio was shocked. The prospective doctor’s pointed advice continued.

“I told you before. They say the hospital beds here are limited. But think about it. What if we were to put Mr. Fabio’s mother, who has no hope of treatment, in such a hospital bed? What will you do when a desperate patient arrives who really needs that hospital bed?”

“….”

“Fabio, you just have to think about your own difficulties. This is a medical facility shared by many patients. I hope you will keep that in mind. “Then I’ll leave.”

“…Now wait a minute?”

“I have nothing more to say. sorry.”

The prospective doctor slightly lowered his head and turned away coolly. But it was that moment. Mr. Fabio must have had the courage to bow down. No, I immediately got down on my knees. And stretched out his hand.

“Wait! Wait!”

Mr. Fabio’s hand grabbed the hem of the doctor-to-be’s gown. At that moment, the doctor turned around and was walking away, so it happened in an instant that the gown tore.

Buuuuuck!

“…Huh?”

“Ah?”

The doctor whose gown was torn was shocked. Mr. Fabio also became thoughtful while clutching the hem of his torn gown.

“What are you doing?”

The doctor-to-be’s tail trembled slightly.

Mr. Fabio spoke urgently.

“I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry. “I didn’t mean to do it like this…”

“If not, then what?”

“No, I’m really sorry about that. I just have more to say to the doctor… so I’m just trying to hold on for a bit…”

“Whew. really.”

“I am truly sorry, sir. Still, can you please listen to my story for a little bit? For me, that is. And for my mother, this is the end. It’s true.”

Finally, Fabio started crying.

His words continued.

“It is true that my mother suffers from dementia, as you said. It is also commonly called senility. So, I know that there isn’t much hope. But still. Isn’t it human nature to want to get a medical examination at a proper hospital? yes?”

“But Fabio, haven’t I told you this many times? “The diagnosis has already been made.”

“Still… Is there a way to prevent my mother’s symptoms from getting worse in the future, or a way to take better care of her… Even if it’s not prepared at the hospital, there is food similar to medicine… Just a little…”

“ ….”

“I wanted to know at least something like that. So I visited many hospitals. “But I couldn’t see the doctor’s face anywhere.”

“why?”

“Because I don’t have enough money.”

Mr. Fabio lowered his head.

“The hospitals in the city all demanded extremely high medical fees. It was an amount that I could not afford as I was earning a living each day through manual labor. So it was. “Every time I went to the hospital, I couldn’t even cross the threshold.”

“But Fabio? “Wasn’t it a different story earlier?”

“…yes?”

“They said they would do anything to cure their mother. “Then why didn’t you collect the medical expenses?”

“I told you… didn’t I? It means that one day’s income barely feeds one day. But the medical fee… was 10 days’ worth of my wages. Then we can’t buy it. You can’t starve your mother for ten days right now, can you? yes?”

“Then you should have worked more.”

“…yes?”

Mr. Fabio looked up with a tearful face. Annoyance was evident in the prospective doctor’s voice.

“Then I guess you don’t have the money to compensate for my torn gown. “Right?”

“Yeah? “That’s….”

“I don’t know Fabio, but this is a gown that my fiancé gave me as a gift to commemorate my graduation from medical school. I haven’t even worn it for 10 days yet. “You have torn such a precious thing, Mr. Fabio.”

“What happened with the gown… I’m really sorry, sir. As you can see, my child is such a naughty child that I can’t stop him.”

Surprisingly, the person who apologized was not Mr. Fabio. His mother, an old woman who had remained silent until now, came forward and bowed her head deeply in apology to the prospective doctor.

So it was.

I can’t see you anymore…

“stop. Until there. “I will reimburse you twice the price of that fancy gown.”

Rachiel walked out from the corner of the garden. He moved steadily and stood between the prospective doctor and the mother and child. Only then did the prospective doctor’s eyes turn to bewilderment.

“majesty?”

“During opening hours, it’s not your highness, it’s the director.”

“….”

“I don’t think this was the attitude I had when I was being looked at by medical schools. “Do you think you are the type of person whose personality gap is a bit large between when you were a student and when you were a doctor?”

“That…”

The prospective doctor’s complexion turned slightly pale. However, Rakiel’s gaze upon him was still cold.

I was angry.

Because of the prospective doctor’s arrogant behavior? It wasn’t. If I had simply been arrogant, I wouldn’t have felt so angry or disappointed.

‘But how dare you kick a patient out of my Oriental medicine clinic? Refusing treatment without proper consultation?’

Medical professionals must not, under any circumstances, treat patients at their doorstep. Even if the patient is sent away because medical treatment is not possible, efforts should be made to ensure that the patient fully accepts the reason. Based on consideration in its best form.

At least that’s what he thought.

It has been done that way since Korea.

Sometimes, there are patients who come with diseases that cannot be treated at a single oriental medicine clinic. What about yourself at times like that? I explained it carefully to the patient. There is no treatment here. You must go to a large hospital to get tested and treated.

I thought that was the right thing to do. What if they just send it back half-heartedly, saying they can’t get treatment here? It was because I thought that the patient would eventually go to another ‘oriental medicine clinic’. I was also afraid that if I did that, I would miss out on valuable treatment time.

So, I worked really hard to persuade him and sent him to a large hospital. About 2-3 days later, I even personally called to confirm. This was because he believed that this was the way to truly serve the patients who trusted and visited his oriental medicine clinic.

But what about this prospective doctor?

‘I didn’t make that effort at all.’

They don’t even have a sharp eye.

It’s real.

This guy really has no insight. Or, he is someone who only believes in the hasty diagnosis he made and refuses to look at other possibilities.

“What was your name?”

“This is Valentino… Director.”

“Yes, Valentino. When I took the graduation exam at medical school, I was in a different group. At the time, I had my eye on that. Why?”

“….”

“At night, when everyone was asleep, when no one was around, he stayed next to the patient and fed him porridge. “It was really nice to see that.”

“That…”

“Was it just for the graduation exam?”

“….”

“what. It’s a sentimental story. Let’s move on to the practical details. “I will admit the patient here.”

“…yes?”

Rachiel said, pointing to Mr. Fabio. Prospective doctor Valentino opened his eyes wide.

“You mean Mr. Fabio?”

“Hmm.”

“What is that…”

Valentino couldn’t understand.

It would be understandable if the Crown Prince showed sympathy for an old woman suffering from dementia, almost on a whim… but why about her son?

“Why?”

Finally, I couldn’t bear it anymore and asked.

Rachiel smiled with one side of her lip.

“Don’t you know?”

“yes? yes. I do not know.”

“really?”

“Hmm… Except for the fact that Mr. Fabio’s complexion looks a little yellow…”

“You didn’t get a medical examination, right?”

“….”

“Then I’ll give you a chance now to examine him.”

“Oh, I understand.”

Valentino helped Fabio upright. Mr. Fabio’s whole body also stiffened, perhaps due to the sudden appearance of the crown prince. Valentino’s extremely awkward examination began.

“Um, then Fabio? “Have you had any pain or discomfort lately?”

“…Yeah? “Well, I’m a little tired.”

“And?”

“I often have no appetite, my stomach hurts, and my face turns slightly yellow.”

“Does it hurt a lot or is it interfering with your daily life?”

“no. “Not to that extent.”

“Are there any other symptoms?”

“Yes. In particular…”

“….”

Valentino became a little at a loss. On the other hand, I also heard some unnecessary speculation. In fact, there was nothing wrong with Mr. Fabio, but I wondered if the Crown Prince had forced him to undergo a medical examination in order to scold him.

‘I guess so.’

I felt a little jealous.

It was a job I didn’t want to do at the villa’s oriental medicine clinic. He was an excellent person who had graduated from medical school. However, I did not want to waste my promising future in this strange place called an oriental medicine clinic with no foundation or history.

Thanks to this, there were already a lot of complaints, but now they are harassing me by asking me to examine a patient who does not have any illness. I thought that if this wasn’t abuse of power, it was something else.

But Valentino suppressed his feelings. For now, I just wanted to avoid the crisis. I looked back at the crown prince and confidently answered the correct answer that came to mind.

“As a result of the examination, there appears to be no abnormality.”

“okay?”

“yes.”

It is certainly.

Very mild symptoms of jaundice and fatigue. Because these things are actually obvious.

“I think my liver is fatigued due to the constant work I do every day and the alcohol I encounter in a hard work environment. “I think it would be best to take some rest and avoid alcohol for a while.”

“Yeah?”

“yes.”

I nodded with confidence. But for some reason, the crown prince tilted his head as if he didn’t like it. And then…

“Dang. “Wrong.”

“…yes?”

“It’s wrong.”

“….”

why?

I didn’t understand.

“I thought so.”

Rakiel sighed deeply. And then he suddenly approached Mr. Fabio. He pointed to Fabio’s startled eyes.

“Do you see this?”

Where he pointed. A gold line was clearly drawn along the rim of Fabio’s blue eyes. It looked like a ring wrapped around the eye. Rachiel said, pointing to the golden ring.

“Valentino? “I don’t know if you know, but this is a typical symptom of Wilson’s Disease, also known as the Kayser-Fleischer Ring.”